After the founding ceremony of Elantz, the traversers were really stable for a while.

They really don't have the energy to do anything at the moment, because they're preparing for a big thing.

An earth-shattering event, a major event that shocks the world, and a major event that can change the entire world pattern.

...... It's not the Western Continent world though.

The huge seal of the Thracian royal palace has been dug up by a large number of people. The pig-headed man complained that he had wasted a lot of time and energy calculating the amount of work, while carefully directing the construction - no way, there were too few people in the guild who had presided over the project, and now he was the only one left.

"The last time I was in charge of a project was almost 20 years ago, aren't you afraid that I will forget the technology and cause some accidents?" he said very unhappily.

"Don't be afraid. Loma said frankly, "Anyway, if there is an accident, it will only blow up half of the Thracians, and it will be my bird business!"

Lao Bai was so angry that the few remaining hairs on his head were windless and automatic, as if he was about to transform into a Super Saiyan, and as if he was going to complete the key transformation from a mortal to a one-punch man. Loma didn't know which one was in front of him, but he didn't want to try any of the punches, so he went back to the city and ran away.

Fortunately, the whole project went smoothly, and by April 6, the excavation work had been completed.

Unfortunately, because time is stagnant inside the seal, the light cannot pass through - which means that from the outside, the entire seal is pitch black, and there is no light in sight, which is heart-palpitating.

"Isn't this a big black egg......" Loma, who had just participated in the rebuilding ceremony of the Leighton Kingdom as a new generation of outstanding young people in the Dwarf Kingdom, took a sip of wine, smacked his lips, and commented, "There shouldn't be a dark Ultraman or something hatching in it, right?"

"Even if a dark Ultraman hatches, he will definitely only stare at you for three minutes. Lao Bai said coldly, "When you are killed by him, we will probably have time to sit down with him for a glass of wine and say 'have a good trip'." ”

“...... Damn, you're not going to avenge me?" Loma was shocked.

The pandas, Sanyu, Yunero and others next to them looked at the sky, the ground or the nearby scenery, and they all did not answer.

Loma's expression suddenly looked as ugly as if he had eaten an indescribable thing: "Your reaction makes me so sad! Is our friendship so fragile?"

"You can't die anyway......"

"Loma, your mouth is too cheap, I am embarrassed to go out and persuade someone to fight on the street one day......"

"Actually...... I think you're used to it. ”

Loma was dumbfounded by what they said, and just picked up the wine bag and drank. After a long time, he asked, "Is my mouth really poisonous?"

"That's right. Sanyu replied.

"Am I really annoying?"

"Sometimes it does. Panda replied.

"If I'm cut, you really won't help me?"

"It depends on the situation, I think at least if a dark Ultraman really jumps out now, I won't help you fight. Yunero replied.

Loma shook his head and sighed deeply. Everyone expected him to be a little sad, but he was smiling.

"That's right, I also think I'm very poisonous, very annoying, very indebted...... I thought I wasn't good enough, don't you think so!" he said pleasantly, "and since you think so too, then I'm satisfied." ”

Everyone was stunned, feeling that each other's brain circuits were absolutely fundamentally different.

After a while, the panda sighed: "I always thought that in our guild, Aaron was the only one with a brain problem......

"Who's to say it isn't!"

"Obviously you're mistaken. ”

"I'm thinking...... I'm afraid it's not just the two of them who have brain problems......"

Talking nonsense didn't affect their work, in fact, among the four of them, Lao Bai was the only one who needed to work - that's why he spoke so little.

His job was to direct the people to draw an extremely large magic circle on the newly paved stone floor around the seal. This magic array can make this large area of ground fly, hold up the entire seal, and fly together.

This was the most practical way they had found to move the seal after a long period of research and repeated attempts.

It's not a good idea, but it's the only way to go.

Of course, the cost of materials required to lay this huge magic array was paid by the traversers themselves. Even the cost of hiring a man was paid for out of their own pocket - the Thracians sold the former king for a good price, which is really unconvincing.

Such an undisciplined thing, the traversers really can't do it.

Even if they wanted to emulate it, they didn't have a king to sell it - would they sell it for more than three times? If they could sell it for a good price, Sanyu didn't mind dying three or five times at all, and he even said that if the price was right, the other party could designate his last words in Chinese, French, or Japanese, and ensure that he was sincere and serious. If the price is higher, he can also bring an onion and squeeze out a few tears, which will definitely satisfy the uncle who paid for it.

Unfortunately, to date, no one has paid for the lives of the traversers. I don't know if everyone has learned to be shrewd and knows that the lives of the undead are not worth much......

The thing flew a little slowly, and under the trembling gaze of the Thracians, it slowly passed over their heads, until half an hour later, the great seal flew out of Thracian City. The traversers escorted the slow creature all the way, and it took more than a month to fly until it reached the vicinity of Wolf's Den Lake before stopping.

It was the 8th of May, almost ten months after the Travelers attacked the Thracian palace and were sealed.

Fortunately, things have come to this point, and it is finally over. A one-time extremely large portal near Wolf's Den Lake has been erected, and as long as this thing is transported in, it can be considered truly completed.

According to the plan of the traversers, they will send this huge seal to the world of the mad god, and use it to hit the final boss of that world, the ancient god "God of Madness".

They didn't know how powerful this thing was, but it must not be small—after all, it contained the vast amount of magic that had been accumulated over the past two hundred years in the entire Thracian royal capital. Even if some of it was consumed before, the rest is still astronomical.

The god of madness is definitely capable of breaking this seal, and even if he can't, the traversers will help. When the time comes, so much magic power will be detonated at once, and no matter how powerful the mad god is, he will be blown up half to death.

And then...... Of course, it was to take advantage of his illness to kill him, clear the disaster for the mad god world, and give them a good day.

This is the big event that the traversers have spent months preparing!

Since it's going to explode horizontally and vertically, just make a big news!